Chapter 23 Character Ability Replication
Title: "Wasteland Knife Language"
Type: Equipment
Time flow rate: 1:120
Cost: 10 points/hour (real time)
"Wasteland Knife Language...... This is a post-apocalyptic game?"
Lin Ze muttered in a low voice, and then clicked on the game, the screen flashed, and a large number of words flowed down like a waterfall.
Here are the character identities you can redeem for in this game:
1. Outstanding students of the Blackstone Training Camp (can get Sword Lv1), price: 5 points
2. The son of the deceased Knife Forger (you can get the friendly reputation of the Knife Forger's Guild, with a high probability of getting a lower-level knife casting formula, and a certain probability of obtaining an intermediate knife casting formula), price: 10 points
3. The nephew of Ding Jin, the autonomous committee member (you can get the friendly reputation of the autonomous committee, there is a high probability of getting the intermediate knife casting formula, and a certain probability of getting the advanced knife casting formula), price: 20 points
Looking at the dense text in front of him, Lin Ze couldn't help but pout.
The bad thing about this cultivation series of games is that whenever a new game is opened, there is no background explanation at all, so the player is allowed to choose the identity of the character.
In the case of a black eye, it is impossible to judge the cost-effectiveness of each character's identity, and naturally it is impossible to decide whether to redeem it, or which one to redeem.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Ze still skipped this step, he now only has 37 points left in hand, and it will be less than 19 days when converted into game time, which is not much, in the case of unknown cost performance, it is better not to waste it rashly.
The darkness came like a tidal wave, instantly drowning his consciousness.
I don't know how long it took, Lin Ze was hazy, and he felt as if someone was pushing him, and there was a faint anxious shout in his ears.
"Lin Ze, hurry up! It's almost time to gather!"
In a haze, Lin Ze tried his best to gather his consciousness, and in the next second, he felt the existence of his body again, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up.
This abrupt action startled the person next to him, and he involuntarily fell backwards, and sat down on the ground with his buttocks, letting out a cry of pain.
Lin Ze turned his head to see that a young man with a thin figure and a yellow face was sitting on the ground rubbing his buttocks, he was wearing a light brown T-shirt and white-washed jeans, with a lot of patches at the cuffs of the trousers, and the color of the fabric was not uniform, so that it looked a little funny.
Looking down at himself again, the clothes he was wearing were almost the same as those of the youth, the only difference was that there were a few patches missing.
"You guy...... Getting up like a corpse almost scared me to death!" The young man glared at Lin Ze angrily, and hurriedly got up from the ground, "Don't wash your face and brush your teeth yet, there are only ten minutes left before the meeting time." ”
Lin Ze's thoughts were flying, but his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded: "Well, you go first, I'll go over after I'm washed." ”
“...... Then I'll go first! Hurry up, don't wait for being late and being punished by the instructor!"
With that, he hurried out, and it was evident that he was very afraid of the instructor in his mouth.
Only after the young man left did Lin Ze pay attention to his own situation, and almost immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"The gas is gone?"
In his perception, the qi that he had worked so hard to cultivate in his lower abdomen disappeared at some point, and on the other hand, all the skills related to basic martial arts in his memory had disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Lin Ze frowned, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately called out the personal panel.
crow
[Human male, 20 years old]
[Points:36]
----------- refining ----------
Physical fitness: 21
Basic Combat Lv3 (Locked)
Gas Lv1 (locked)
----------- Equipment----------
White knives
As expected, the words Basic Fight Lv3 and Qi Lv1 both turned gray.
"It seems that the skills acquired in different types of games are not universal, except for physical fitness. Lin Ze thought secretly, and it is estimated that the game designer set such a rule out of the consideration of avoiding disrupting the balance of the game.
It's just that every time you start a new game, it's almost the same as starting from scratch.
I don't know if the skills of the same type of game can be inherited?
Shaking his head, Lin Ze focused his attention on the newly appeared equipment column.
"What is a white knife?"
He muttered in a low voice, looking around at his surroundings.
As far as the eye could see, it was a dilapidated house, about ten square meters in size, except for the bed where he was, it was empty, and the rest of the furniture was missing.
The bed was the upper and lower bunks, and he lived in the lower bunk, and the upper bunk was most likely the young man just now.
The four walls are rough concrete walls, not even painted, and there are many cobwebs hanging in the corners of the ceiling.
The accommodation looks pretty basic, but considering the word 'wasteland' in the game's name, it's not too surprising.
After a while, Lin Ze found a knife with a sheath at the head of the bed near the wall.
When I pulled it out, the blade was narrow and straight, the cold light flickered, it was no more than two fingers wide, and it was about one meter long, much like the Tang knife in Lin Ze's memory.
As Lin Ze's gaze grew, two translucent small words 'white knife' slowly appeared above the handle of the knife.
"It's a lot like a game. ”
Inserting the white knife back into the sheath, Lin Ze continued to look around, and found that there were two books with shabby covers at the head of the bed, all rolled up at the corners, and the wear was very bad, and it was obvious that they were often flipped.
He casually took half of the book called "The Dark Age", flipped through the pages and quickly skimmed through the contents, the content of which was to the effect that fifty years ago, wormholes appeared around the world, and countless terrible insects and beasts poured out of them, wantonly preying on and hunting humans, turning cities into uninhabited ruins.
In the face of the overwhelming attack of insects and beasts, the human race was defeated and almost extinct, until the birth of the swordsmith profession brought a little respite to the human beings who suffered heavy casualties.
Swordsmiths are the only strength that humans can fight against insects and beasts, and under their leadership, humans have been able to establish settlements in the wild, and survive with great difficulty, which has continued to this day.
This period of history is known as the Dark Ages.
"This should be the setting of this game world!"
Lin Ze closed the book and was about to take another copy of "Insect and Beast Atlas" to flip through, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of lines of smoky small words suddenly appearing on the wall opposite the bed:
Welcome to Wasteland Knives!
It has been detected that the player 'Crow' has special permissions, and according to the game rules, your character abilities in other games have been automatically copied to this game character, please pay attention to check.
The moment the last word appeared, Lin Ze only felt that his body shook suddenly, and a warmth suddenly appeared in his abdomen, which was originally empty and a little uncomfortable, and in a blink of an eye, it filled the entire dantian, and the comfort that surged all over his limbs made him squint his eyes involuntarily.
At the same time, memories of basic martial arts have come back to the back of my mind.
It took a long time for Lin Ze to wake up from the sudden change and take a deep look at the words 'special permission' on the wall.
That mysterious girl named Luo Luo gave him a golden finger that had a bigger effect than he imagined!